Description: This light-skinned male wears pastel robes with leather pauldrons. Though occasionally he wears more armor. He prefers to carry a dagger, but if one is not available he will default to his warhammer. He is tall, broad shouldered and powerfully built. Sporting a auburn mohawk and bushy mustache this man's hair draws a lot of attention. His eyes are likewise amber. His teeth are yellowed and unaligned.

Personality: He cares much about the opinion of others, both in good and in bad: when keeping in line with his opinion, he thinks highly of the other person, but when opinions clash, he can get violently argumentative. He pushes his goals aggressively. He is also a coward if confronted.

History: Trained by his mother for as long as he can remember he had it drilled in his head that it was his duty to serve his country. When Eiravel reached his early adolescence his Elf mother passed away. Feeling disconnected from the small nearby village afterwards, he decided to travel. His rounds led him into the Army with a few individuals who would become his life-long companions. He has became unsatisfied with his lot in life, and decided to take up adventuring.

Motivation: He is wracked by social anxiety.

Ideals: Opinionated. Flaws: Ugly, Fearful. Bonds: Military. Occupation: Ploughman

Voice: Adds syll-ab-les for em-pha-sis

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: He is a man of bearing and well nourished. He wears suspenders and tan workpants. His shirt is grey, and he wears a heavy tan leather apron most of the time. His hair is short and blonde. He has gleaming, smiling violet eyes.

Personality: He tends to agree with only himself unless someone else's opinion sounds like he can profit from it. He tries to control his temper but he can't always stop himself from what he feels what must be done. He has zero loyalty and will suck up to whomever is within range, in the hopes of being moved to a better position.

History: He was born in the north, but his parents moved at a very young age to the east. Glim was born on a far northern plains where he grew up under the tutelage of his mother, an expert Merchant. Some 5 years later his spouse died after the birth of his son. Heartbroken, Glim never married again. Instead he focused his life to raising his son whom he trained as his mother had trained him before.

Motivation: Nothing but the best is good enough for him; and he feels the way he acts is they only way to get by in the world

Ideals: Impeccable. Flaws: Antagonistic, Fearful. Bonds: Immigrant, In love. Occupation: Merchant

Voice: Puts emphasis on the wrong words

Possessions: 300 gp. 1 Half-Plate.

Description: He wears a green cloak and cross-gartered blue stockings. He has a moderate pudge and is not very fit. He wears his red hair up. His eyes are likewise blue. His teeth are yellowed and unaligned.

Personality: He trusts no one. He is not readily capable for forgiveness and his ire never leaves him. He has a small toy that he constantly fidgets with.

History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his father. He was a friend to animals and a trickster. In his defense of animals however he would do severe harm to people. He bought a sai and has really upped his game hunting, due to his understanding of decoy and ambush.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC; and money/treasure

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic, Addict. Bonds: Nature. Occupation: Merchant

Voice: Strong lisp

Possessions: 10000 cp.

Description: A well shaped man just over fifty, he is armored in gleaming platemail with gilded edges. A flowing yellow cape and mantle trimmed with soft blue waves gently in the breeze. His golden hair is long and unkept. His violet eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: Quiet and reserved he prefers to listen than to talk. He will nod occasionally and communicate nonverbally. He is skeptical of what others tell him and is slow to trust.

History: Feng was raised in a hard working conservative environment. His father was a mechanic, and taught him how to fix just about anything. He's also a talented Bowyer, but doesn't like to broadcast it.

Motivation: Wants to open a new tavern.

Ideals: Persistence. Flaws: Ugly, Shy. Bonds: Rich, Job. Occupation: Bellfounder

Voice: Smoker's lung

Possessions: 4000 sp.

Description: A thin man, he clearly needs to put on some weight, but he still has a lot of muscle. He typically wears black cloth garments or leather armor. His hair is short and red. His amber eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: He is a pretentious jerk insisting that modern society is full of problems and should revert to a simpler time. He pushes his goals aggressively. He is also a coward if confronted.

History: He was born to a wealthy landowner in a frontier town, living a normal and happy childhood. After coming to the age of reason, Odo took it upon himself to study the psionic arts in their entirety; because of this, he was labeled a dark omen and banished from his homeland. He was granted psionic powers by his dying sister.

Motivation: He has money and likes to spend it; and he feels threatened by others

Ideals: Athletic, Gifted. Flaws: Antagonistic, Fearful. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Mortician

Voice: Scandinavian accent

Possessions: 4000 cp.